Douluo: My ancestors became gods in Dou Er Gang

Step into the gates of hell.

The sight before him was even more horrifying.

The ground was covered with cracks and bloodstains, and the rock walls were covered with coagulated blood, which was extremely eerie.

There were screams and roars in the distance.

The innocent souls lingered in the blood, their eyes full of fear and despair, as if they were waiting for the final judgment and destruction.

In this hell of blood and death, the three of them seemed extremely small.

But Shui Wuya was not afraid and stepped forward steadily, while Shui Bing'er and Qian Renxue followed closely behind, not daring to leave even half a step away.

As he walked, Shui Wuya used his spiritual power to scan the surroundings, and finally discovered the aura of the Rakshasa God.

Then, following the breath, he traveled through a bloody land and finally found the location of the Rakshasa God.

The inheritance place of the Rakshasa God is located on a huge floating stone, surrounded by black clouds and filled with a terrifying atmosphere.

"Finally found!"

Qian Renxue's eyes gleamed with excitement, and she admired Shui Wuya even more in her heart.

Second Grandpa and Elder Bing'er didn't know the existence of this place, but Elder Lawful led him to find it easily.

Shui Wuya looked at the excited Qian Renxue and said calmly: "Go."

"Thank you, elder!"

Qian Renxue nodded gratefully and then sat down cross-legged.

If you want to destroy the inheritance of the Rakshasa God, you need the help of your own angelic status.

After her head felt dizzy, she appeared in an unfamiliar passage.

There were various tests and obstacles ahead, but they were nothing to her.

Relying on her own strength and intelligence, Qian Renxue shuttled through various traps with the power of thunder, and broke through the seals with her tenacious will.

Finally saw the origin of inheritance.

There, a ferocious statue of the Rakshasa God stood in front of her, exuding bloodthirsty light.

On the statue, blood-colored lines are entwined, and the inherited power of the Rakshasa God is looming.

“This is it”

Qian Renxue's heart was surging. She took a deep breath and used all her strength to activate the power of the god.

Outside, Shui Wuya and Shui Binger looked around.

Qian Renxue's whole body bloomed with golden rays of light, as gentle as feathers, wrapping the altar in front of her, gradually melting and decomposing.

The innocent souls in the sky let out pitiful cries.

"It seems that Xiaoxue has done well. After the seventh god test is completed, she is not far away from becoming a god." Shui Bing'er held Shui Wuya's arm and said casually.

"Yeah!" Shui Wuya nodded, but his expression still didn't relax.

The Rakshasa God is an insidious god who can control the inheritance of the divine throne at will. Just because he and the Shura God are at odds, he seduces Tang Chen into becoming a demon.

For such a god, it is really hard to say whether there is a ray of spiritual thought from the Rakshasa God in the place of inheritance.

Time passed, three hours later.

As Qian Renxue continued to work hard, the inheritance of the Rakshasa God was gradually eliminated.

"Finally almost successful!"

A glimmer of joy flashed in Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes, and her whole body exuded scorching brilliance, like a phoenix reborn, about to transform and take on a new look.

Boom!

Suddenly, a shuddering evil aura erupted from the altar wrapped in golden light!

This evil energy spread like black mist, powerful and terrifying, sweeping across the entire sky in the blink of an eye, shrouding everything in darkness.

"finally come."

Shui Wuya's eyes moved and he was already ready.

"What's going on?" Qian Renxue's voice trembled, and beads of sweat broke out on her forehead.

This evil aura has trapped her, making her unable to move, and may swallow her up at any time.

Just when the evil energy was about to swallow Qian Renxue, a bright light suddenly flashed, and Shui Wuya took action instantly.

He condensed powerful strands of ice power, turned into huge icicles, and slammed them down towards the Rakshasa God's throne.

The icicles pierced the god like a sharp sword, making a harsh and cold sound.

The power of extreme ice raged around the god's throne, freezing and blocking the evil energy, giving it no chance to breathe.

As Shui Wuya's ice power continued to be injected, the Rakshasa God's throne began to tremble and let out waves of low roars.

Then, the power of ice on Shui Wuya's body gathered into an ice dragon, bursting out of the air and galloping towards the Rakshasa God's throne.

The ice dragon opened its huge mouth and swallowed the dark breath, making a deafening roar.

Under the violent attack of the ice dragon, the Rakshasa God's throne let out a shrill roar, trembled more violently, and the light on its surface gradually dimmed.

It tried to resist Shui Wuya's attack, but the power of ice was as indestructible as an iron wall.

In the end, under the bombardment of Shui Wuya's powerful Ice God soul skill, the Rakshasa God's throne burst into pieces with a loud cracking sound and disappeared into ashes.

The evil spirit in the entire sky also dissipated, and tranquility was restored.

Qian Renxue is like a survivor from a disaster.

She looked at Shui Wuya's figure in the sky, her heart filled with gratitude and admiration.

"Thank you, elder, for your help!"

Shui Wuya said expressionlessly: "I've finished my work, please hurry up."

Qian Renxue nodded obediently and continued to collect the inherited power of the Rakshasa God.

Shui Wuya was suspended in the sky, his brows slightly furrowed.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion or what.

Just when the throne was shattered, he felt a strange energy pouring out of the Rakshasa God's throne, but that energy disappeared instantly.

"Strange, what is that?"

Shui Wuya had doubts in his heart and immediately started searching.

He slowly looked around, and his eyes finally landed on the mountain not far away, where a faint light was flickering.

Shui Wuya took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and with a gentle flick, a ball of essence instantly fell on his hand.

It is suspended in the air, emitting a mysterious light.

Shui Wuya carefully observed this mass of divine power essence and noticed the energy contained in it, and then a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

[The power of hell: A breath emanating from the legendary hell accidentally fell into the world of Douluo. It contains the power of six reincarnations, which is indescribable. 】

[Hell: The legendary destination of the dead and the inevitable place for reincarnation. It only exists in the advanced world. 】

"Is this the power of hell? Accidentally falling into the world of Douluo?"

Shui Wuya looked at the essence in his hand in disbelief.

He immediately understood why this place was called the Road to Hell, and why the Rakshasa God was able to leave a legacy under the eyes of the Shura God. Because this ray of hell conceals its existence.

"This power of hell is indeed extraordinary. If it can be incorporated into the world of the undead, it will definitely greatly enhance the power of the world and improve the cultivation of the undead."

Shui Wuya's eyes flashed with excitement, and he had already made up his mind.

He waved his hand gently, and the hell essence floated up and quickly integrated into his body.